Ralph Waldo Emerson summed up summer pretty well when he said, 'Live in the sunshine. Swim in the sea. Drink the wild air.'
We're in the midst of trying to decide where to take one last big drink of summer's fading beauty. A weekend trip to one of the many quaint New England towns seems appropriate. Clearly, we still have some narrowing down to do.
Until then, I'll be dreaming of:
:: Sea salt air
:: Soft sand and sea shells by the seashore
:: Sea shell hunting
:: Nautical inspired towns
:: Waves hitting the sand